Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 156 Blood Lake Ghost Mother

Thunder rumbles, lightning flashes.

Up and down.

Feng Gua.

The earth is moistened, the rain falls, and the cracks are filled with mud.

Lin wrote the law of the five thunders, commanding the father of thunder and mother of lightning, the master of wind and rain in "The Picture of the Dragon King in the Rain".

Those alienated hungry ghosts stared blankly at the sky. The rainwater turned into nectar and purified water at this moment, extinguishing the black flame in the throats of these hungry ghosts.

Thunder rumbled, beasts lay dormant, the mutated tiger hid under the rocks, and those country gentry and landowners who turned into wolves sneaked into the darkness.

The headless Taoist summoning souls, and the corpse of the monk knocking on the skull, were washed by the rain, and the resentment on their bodies gradually dissipated.

The body of the Taoist began to turn into wood, turning into a tree without roots, but still flourishing.

The monk's physical body began to fade away, leaving only colorful relics.

Only the pregnant woman who was tortured to death for praying for rain and the aborted baby in her womb became more violent.

The rainwater washed over her body and turned into blood water, which polluted other rainwater and turned into a stream of blood, and the stream of blood became a river of blood...

In addition to this pregnant woman who was persecuted by the autumn rain, there were many other strange ghosts. Seeing the rain, not only did they not feel happy, nor were they washed away by the filth, but they became more resentful.

Lin Zhuming watched, all grievances will not disappear because of a rain, and all deaths will not be resurrected because of a rain.

Dry crops will not grow again because of a rain.

Justice delayed is not justice.

Lin Zhuming seems to have become a savior, but in fact nothing has changed.

The murals have changed because of Lin Zhuming's arrival, and they will also return to their original state because of Lin Zhuming's departure.

The heavy rain was pouring down, getting bigger and bigger, gradually submerging everything, and submerging the entire graveyard.

This corresponds to the original story of the legendary Dragon King Mountain.

The flood submerged the Dragon King Mountain, and a poor man turned into a dragon because he picked up a dragon ball and swallowed it like a stomach.

That is the protagonist in this mural, the Dragon King in the picture of the Dragon King in the Rain.

But Dragon Ball is no longer here.

The flood became a flood, a bloody flood.

The red-clothed ghost who has turned into a ghost mother is surrounded by a large number of purple, bloody, half-baked children.

Changing children to eat, these are the children who are eaten.

This is one of the reasons why children and old people cannot be seen in the murals.

"Why bother?" Lin Zhuoming sighed.

The ghost mother had already rushed forward.

Liuding Liujia protects Lin Zhuming, and Liujia holds Wulei Bang. This firearm seems to be indistinctly consistent with the five thunders here.

As soon as the cannon was fired, many evil spirits could be bombarded and killed, but Lin Zhuoming didn't tell them to fire.

Because this persecuted pregnant woman has already been killed once, and it is normal to become a ghost mother. If the grass is wiped out, it will be completely unreasonable...

Life in the immortal way is precious, and death in the ghost way is precious.

The Liudings also sympathized with her very much and pleaded with Lin Zhuoming.

"My lord, she has no sin or fault, but she has fallen to this point, just like we turned into wedding dress ghosts, but we just don't want to be sold and married."

Lin Zhuming nodded, knowing it naturally, so he said to the ghost mother: "In the past, Chen Jinggu was born to pray for rain. Perhaps the real story is not that she practiced Taoism. She was a disciple of Xu Tianshi who sacrificed herself for the common people. , fulfill the big self."

"In the beginning, she was actually just such a ghost mother who was trampled to death by Taoist Qiyu."

"It's just that she let go of this hatred and changed her fairy tale in a different direction."

"Now Chen Jinggu has become the Holy Mother who protects women and children in the world, enjoying the boundless incense."

"If you hope that your children will not be killed, eaten, sacrificed and sacrificed like these, for far-reaching plans, then let go of these resentments..."

The ghost mother was shaken by the words.

"People in the world only harm me, destroy me, slander me, and hate me. How can they worship me?"

"Just because you are the mother of the child."

Lin Zhuming began to recite the "Blood Lake Sutra".

This boundless rainwater submerged everything and was stained red by the ghost mother's blood. It was indeed like a lake of blood.

"At that time, the gods who save the suffering will fill the worlds of the ten directions, gather the gods and immortals of the ten directions, and talk about the causes and conditions... forgive all kinds of sins and sins, be liberated from this, forgive the deep pain, and all be exalted."

On the bloody water, a lotus flower was gradually lifted up, and those ghost boys fell into the lotus flower, and gradually returned to their essence, and after refining their skills, they turned into soul boys one by one.

"Mommy mommy!"

The soul boys rushed to the ghost mother one by one, praying for maternal love and hugs.

The ghost mother opened her arms and hugged the soul boys one by one: "My son, my daughter, my heart, my liver..."

But shed tears of pain.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry, I'll sing for you..."

"Little cabbage is yellow in the field. He left his mother when he was seven or eight years old. He lived with his father well, and was afraid that his father would marry his stepmother. He raised a brother who is better than me. He eats vegetables and I make soup, crying and crying for his mother."

The resentment on the ghost mother was resolved by these soul boys, the bloody clothes on her body gradually receded, and the ferocious look on her face was gradually taken over by a smile, turning into a form of kindness.

"I love you too."

Lin Zhuming nodded, thinking of compassion.

The mural was subsequently withdrawn.

Looking at the mural again, it has changed at this time, and it is no longer the theme of "Praying for Rain".

"The murals are like this, but in reality, can it be like this?"

The sky is getting brighter, the darkness is cleared, and there is light everywhere.

The tiger cat didn't know where it went.

Lin Zhuming breathed out for a while, and absorbed the purple energy into himself.

The little white snake also imitated Lin Zhuming.

A wisp of purple air was also swallowed by him.

"I have learned the Five Thunders Method, and I have the confidence to deal with the evil God of Wealth, but I am still short of a soldier."

He offered a stick of incense to Lei Zu, and went to the side to offer a stick of incense to Zhenjun.

The world is already suffering enough, don't suffer any more.

But not for myself, but for this incense that I respect from the heart for the common people in the world.

As soon as he built Lei Zhai, Lin Zhuming specially chanted a sutra, which is "Nine Heavens Responding to Yuan Thunder and Universalizing Tianzun Yushu Treasure Sutra".

If you want to learn Taoism, wish for immortals, want to explain the nine mysteries, and want to explain the three calamities, you can recite this sutra once, three or five times, or even dozens of times, and you will feel refreshed, refreshed, and fat.Whatever you wish for, respond to your feelings.

Lin wrote the Ming Song Sutra and recited the mantra, and practiced like this for a few days.

The evil atmosphere floating on the surface of the mountain gradually dissipated, and the cat, tiger and strange beast seemed to like listening to the scriptures very much. When Lin Zhuming was chanting, it found a place, pricked up its ears, and listened quietly.

After listening, he left without staying, looking very cold.

If it is counted as a "tiger", it should be counted as Yinhu among the 12 Yuanchen.

In the past few days, no pilgrims have come to Longwang Mountain to worship the gods, presumably they feel evil.

Zhao Zhongxin also has to guard the Longevity Palace and cannot go up the mountain to find it.

Having such a big cat listening to Lin Zhuming's lectures made Lin Zhuming not so lonely, and gave him some comfort.

(End of this chapter)